Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 403: Can you win? Will win!
As he spoke, Wang Li rubbed his fingers slightly.

The "light band" that was originally suspended in the void instantly condensed into a ball of light.

Wang Zhenjiang blinked again, and saw the "ball of light" expanding layer by layer.

The one in the center is——“Earth”!
A translucent blue shadow of the earth is hanging in the air at this moment, exuding a sacred, magnificent, vast and great look.

On the outside, there are layer upon layer, circle upon circle of halo-shaped energy films covering its surface, filled with a suffocating feeling!

"I just walked the great river of time on Earth and left a few nodes on time, ready to clean up the disordered time from the source and reshape the human principles of all living beings."

Wang Li stretched out his hand and pointed at the halos surrounding the phantom-like earth, and emphasized a few red spots among them, saying, "I need you to enter the 'singularity' formed by those time nodes, to change the flow of time there, paradox its underlying logic, kill its great enemy, and thus reshape a brand new timeline!"

"Can you do these things? Tell me!"

Wang Li's eyes penetrated the void, and the rolling river of time interpreted countless possibilities for the future.

However, when he said this, he also personally characterized this period of time. Countless possible futures suddenly disappeared, and countless possible futures suddenly grew stronger. Small tributaries suddenly converged, and they will eventually merge into a rolling torrent of time, crushing unstoppably towards a direction that ordinary people cannot predict!

"Ah? Me!?"

On the other side, Wang Zhenjiang blinked, looking at the dreamy, beautiful earth in front of him, especially when he saw the circles of halo lingering outside the shadow of the earth, one after another mottled red light spots, his whole body swayed unnaturally.

Senior, do you know what you are talking about now?

This is "time"!

Time flows by like an arrow, day and night, and can never be brought back, let alone brought back.
It's not the duck head dough in my farmhouse!

It is not a piece of paper that can be scribbled on or modified at will, or even used to wipe your butt!

Senior, could you please not say such shocking words in such a nonchalant tone?
not to mention……

"I'll take care of the 'singularity'?"

"I will reshape human principles and reshape the timeline?"

"real or fake?"

Although with Wang Zhenjiang being nearly fifty years old, it was difficult for him to instantly understand the various concepts that Wang Li was instilling in him through this earth model.

But as a Saint Seiya who relies on "feeling" all his life and always absolutely believes in his "sixth sense", he can already feel that as the black-robed senior begins to narrate, an indescribable and inexpressible grand prelude seems to have been opened by his own hands.

The turbulent, indescribable torrent of fate seemed to have materialized before his eyes, and it was roaring, howling, and screaming in his ears!

There is no doubt that if I take on this task at this moment, I will definitely be standing on the opposite side of the destiny of the times and history!

This horrible feeling of suffocation was more than 100 times, or even 90 times, stronger than what he had just witnessed!
"Will we win?" Unconsciously, Lao Wang's voice became a little hoarse.

He knew that there was no possibility of him refusing from the beginning.

Whether it was the great battle that might happen in the future, or the "Great Expedition" that was about to begin, which was destined to not be recorded in history, with no idea of ​​victory or defeat, no idea of ​​the enemy, no idea of ​​life or death, no idea of ​​the past or the future, he had no room to refuse. Because after all the prices he was about to pay, in fact, the countless gifts that had been given to him before it began.

In a word, Lao Wang really wanted to refuse, but the other party offered too much...

"We're guaranteed to win!" Wang Li nodded affirmatively and decided to give his father all the help he could except for this.

Just kidding, with Lao Wang's current configuration, equipment, and the one hundred or so pieces of iron armor, it is more than enough to create a non-staff version of the "Sanctuary".

As the saying goes, if you support a king for one day, you will use him for a lifetime.

My son, I have worked so hard to raise you for several days. Don't you have to repay me with several lifetimes of your life?
And now, it’s time for you, Old Wang, to repay your son!

The small fish pond of Earth is really not suitable for you, a Saint Seiya with a sixth sense, to play around. Those vast "singularities" and exotic worlds are the stage for you to shine.

Of course, when you, Old Wang, are shining brightly, it is only natural that you can reshape the order of time and humanity for your son and slay the peerless enemies born out of the distortion of time and space. This... is not excessive at all, right?

"Then the second thing."

Wang Li put aside his great expectations for his father Wang Zhenjiang's future and turned to his younger brother Wang Luo, his voice as hoarse as before.

"Ah? I have something to do here?" Wang Luo was shocked when he felt the gaze of the senior in black robe falling on him.

I was enjoying my father's melon just fine, but how come it suddenly happened to me?

Senior, don’t you see how big I am? Are the things you ask me to do possible with my small body?
"Are you guys planning to hold an event called 'Laijun City Youth Cup Martial Arts Contest' in a few days?" Wang Li paused, and a strange sound of bones shifting seemed to come out from under his black robe. "Go and participate, and come back with first place."

"Ah? That's it?" Upon hearing this, Wang Luo suddenly felt upset.

He is not bragging. Although he has not had such a great opportunity as his father in recent days, he has carefully tasted the essence of boxing in the battles when he was possessed by this senior and then fought with his father.

This had a revolutionary impact on his understanding of martial arts.

It is no exaggeration for Wang Luo to say that he is absolutely unique and invincible among all the warriors in the realm of "martial arts apprentice".

In this case, a "martial arts" level competition held in a mere third or fourth tier city is a piece of cake for him.

"We will win!" Wang Luo said confidently.

"Okay!" Before Old Wang could react, Wang Li's right hand suddenly stretched out from the black robe, and his index finger pointed at Wang Luo's brow. A ray of light golden starlight visible to the naked eye instantly sank into the boy's forehead, and in an instant it was changing and modifying the underlying atomic order of Wang Luo's body.

While allowing Wang Luo's physical aptitude and talent to undergo a fundamental transformation, there are also many "superpowers" that are of great benefit to the practice of martial arts, such as "30,000 times body perception", "iron magic body", "demon-repelling spiritual power", etc. A series of "superpowers" are buried within it, just waiting for Wang Luo to carefully carve and cultivate them until they shine.

“These are just little gifts.”

"If you succeed, I will definitely not be stingy with the reward." Wang Li's figure began to become transparent, and the edge of the black robe gradually turned into scattered stardust. "It's like a reward that your father has been thinking about. As long as you can get first place in the 'Laijun City Youth Cup Martial Arts Competition', I will definitely fulfill your wish."

His voice disappeared into the moonlight along with his body, just as he had arrived.

(End of this chapter)